The End

My grandmother is ill. She has always been special. She will be 90 in February and we were planning a big party. She has been failing in physical health but pretty sharp. Until last weekend. She started behaving strangely. We thought she had mismanaged her medicine and were starting to deal with that. She was admitted to the hospital to be checked out and now she is very disoriented and having some hallucinations. The doctors don't know why. I am not ready for her to leave us. I am not ready not to be able to call her and chat. What bothers me now is the missed opportunities for whatever reason that I let pass in the last few years. We never know how quickly the end will come for a relationship. We simply have to make time for what matters... and who matters.